The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [390]

After agreeing to help Kaeya, Jia Changjiang and Lumine left the Knights of Favonius headquarters with Venti and Paimon, ready to handle Kaeya’s errand.

However…

As soon as they reached a quiet spot outside, Lumine turned around and scrutinized Venti.

"So, we’re supposed to present a Windblume to the Anemo Archon as the Windblume Stars?"

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Anemo Archon…"

Lumine crossed her arms. "Venti, what kind of flower do you want?"

"You do know what the Windblume actually is, right?"

"Eh-heh, now, now~" Venti lifted a finger to his lips in a gesture of secrecy. "Eavesdropping for the answer isn’t very fair, is it?"

He smiled mischievously. "Besides… no matter what flower you choose, the Anemo Archon will happily and graciously accept it."

"How convenient," Lumine muttered. "I’ll just grab a mint leaf from the city gates and call it a day, then."

"Haha~ If you truly believe mint is the Windblume, then by all means, offer it up!" Venti chuckled. "Mint grows everywhere, enduring even the harshest winds and coldest frost. If someone claimed mint was the Windblume, they wouldn’t be entirely wrong."

"…Forget it. I’ll think about it later."

Venti was impossible to argue with.

Kaeya’s request was a simple one—help a drinking buddy of his.

When they met the so-called "buddy," Lumine immediately recognized him.

Wasn’t this guy just a Treasure Hoarders informant?!

...

Still, the task itself wasn’t difficult.

Jia Changjiang and Lumine wrapped things up quickly.

With this favor secured, Kaeya would be able to fast-track their request.

And now…

The real priority—

Collecting Kaeya’s love poem!

Lumine could hardly wait to roast his poetry with her own masterpiece.

When they returned to the Grand Master’s office, Kaeya had just finished writing.

"Alright, hand it over," Lumine said, arms crossed. "You’ve got no more excuses."

"Alright, alright. Just don’t laugh at me."

Kaeya handed a slip of paper to Venti.

Venti glanced at it and paused, blinking in mild surprise.

"Kaeya, can I read this out loud?"

"Be my guest."

And so, Venti recited Kaeya’s poem:

"Mi muhe ye"

"In the language of the Hilichurls—"

"It means ‘I love you.’"

"That’s so lazy," Jia Changjiang deadpanned.

"That’s it?!" Paimon’s face was a giant question mark.

"It clearly conveys the message—what more do you need?" Kaeya smirked. "Besides… doesn’t it have a certain poetic aesthetic? Or as they say in Liyue—depth and meaning between the lines?"

"Ugh, you really are good at talking your way out of things…" Lumine waved him off. "Whatever. At least we learned a Hilichurlian phrase today."

"Now, behold my masterpiece!"

Lumine dramatically pulled out a folded paper from her coat.

She handed it to Venti.

"Venti! Read it!"

"Alright, alright…"

Shaking his head, Venti took a moment to look it over.

His eyebrow lifted in slight surprise.

"Hmm, this is actually… quite decent," he admitted. "I underestimated you, Traveler."

Then, he read aloud Lumine’s poem:

"My love poem has only three lines."

"My thoughts hold only three things."

"I love you, love you, and you."

"Wait, the Traveler wrote that?!" Paimon gasped. "Did you steal that from somewhere?!"

"Of course not!" Lumine huffed, rubbing Paimon’s head. "I am a genius, after all."

"Well then, that just leaves Jax’s poem," Venti grinned. "Jax, you better step up!"

"…"

Jia Changjiang sighed.

"Alright then, I’ll get back to work," Kaeya said, picking up another document. "Oh, by the way…"

He slid a file across the table.

"Mind delivering this to the cathedral for me? It’s a hunting permit."

"Sure."

Jia Changjiang took the file. "Don’t forget your end of the deal."

"Yeah, yeah, I’ll handle it. But if your banquet turns out to be boring, you’ll owe me for all this effort," Kaeya smirked.

With that, they parted ways and headed for Mondstadt’s cathedral.

Just as they reached the entrance, Jia Changjiang and Lumine spotted Jean and Lisa standing there.

"Lisa! Captain Jean!"

Lumine waved excitedly.

"Weren’t you two out on patrol? What are you doing here?" she asked curiously.

"Oh my~ If it isn’t Jax and Lumine~" Lisa, as always, wore her signature lazy smile. "Nothing much—Jean’s just here to lecture me a little~"

"But really, those drunkards asked to be electrocuted," Lisa added with a dramatic sigh. "For some reason, getting zapped seems to be trendy among them these days. I just don’t understand~"

"They’re just a bunch of masochists! Ignore them!"

Lumine slapped her chest confidently.

"Lisa, next time, just hit me instead! Don’t waste your energy on those drunkards!"

"Lumine, electrocuting intoxicated citizens or using lightning to break up bar fights is not acceptable conduct," Jean said sternly.

"If you keep this up, Lisa, I’ll have no choice but to assign you solo patrol duty."

"But getting electrocuted is kinda thrilling…" Lumine muttered under her breath.

"Anyway!"

She quickly changed the subject.

"Jean, Lisa! Do you two have any favorite foods? Stuff you’d want to eat at a banquet? Drinks included!"

"Oh~?" Lisa gave her a knowing look. "Are you hosting a banquet, dear? In that case, I suppose we must attend~"

"Actually… we are inviting you to one."

Jia Changjiang nodded.

After all, no one said a banquet had to be small.

It was just like that classic Irish drinking joke—

"We only have one pub!"

"That pub is a kilometer long."

"So, what do you say?"

Jia Changjiang grinned.

"It’ll be on the last night of the Windblume Festival. We’ll take you there when the time comes."

"The last night of Windblume?"

Jean thought for a moment.

"No conflicts on the schedule. That should be fine."

"Oh, and one more thing—Lumine, Mr. Jax," Jean suddenly remembered.

"You two have been selected as the Windblume Stars this year. If possible…"

"You mean the flower offering? Yeah, we heard about it," Jia Changjiang nodded.

He paused, then asked, "Actually… what do you think the Windblume should be?"

"I’m curious about how other people define it."

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